Chapter 79 Kingsley's Anger

Freya's POV

The dinner concluded, and Kingsley was left with additional business to discuss with the King. I excused myself and left first. As I walked down the hallway leading out of the hall, a petite, plump woman approached me with a smile.

"Ms. Freya, allow me to show you to your room," she said.

I nodded and followed her up a long flight of stairs. Eventually, we arrived at a large white wooden door. The maid turned to me with a smile.

"This is for you. Let me know if you need anything." I nodded as she finished and turned to leave, bowing her head slightly before walking past me and retracing our steps.

After some time, I changed into something more comfortable and well-fitting. To my surprise, there was a knock on the door.

I opened it to find a tall, dark-haired woman with silver eyes standing in the doorway. Her long hair hung in waves around her face, cascading down over her shoulders. It was none other than Mavis, and at that moment, her eyes held a hint of anger.

"Why did